They sat quietly in the room for a while, noticing that the rain showed no signs of stopping, but neither of them felt like staying any longer.
So, they hung up their wet clothes to dry and squatted next to the bathroom switch, chatting about all sorts of topics while holding a hairdryer and blowing for a long time.
Of course, compared with naturally drying in the sun, this method wasn't enough to dry the clothes completely, and after a long time, they were still slightly damp, barely wearable.
After putting their jackets back on, Xu Xiangyang and Zhu Qingyue decisively left the room and went down to the first floor to check out.
The contiguous eaves of the row of shops on the street formed a spaced canopy of rain shelters. Xu Xiangyang quickly walked under them from the hotel entrance and ran to a convenience store to buy two umbrellas and brought them back.
